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Chapter 887 Cutting Wood into a Sword (Subscribe)

In fact, it is undeniable that Meng Zhao has a kind of arrogance of a person who is superior to this world in his bones, because he was reincarnated from another world. According to the novels he has read in the past, he is a proper son of the plane and has the aura of the protagonist.

Moreover, he possesses a magical weapon, has a mysterious physique, and is blessed with all kinds of fortunes. He can be called a legendary person who is rare in all ages. Even the natives born in this world can't help being arrogant, let alone him?

However, Meng Zhao's pride from the bottom of his heart is rarely shown because of his personality. He is afraid of becoming a villain who will be rampant when he succeeds, so he has always been cautious in his words and deeds, worked hard, and suppressed this pride. .

Going through a cocoon-breaking change, of course, will not expose his true nature because of this, but because Meng Zhao is indeed almost [-] to [-]% sure, he has shown his strong self-confidence.

Moreover, as Meng Zhao's martial arts realm became more sophisticated and lofty, his endowment and various bad traits in his personality were also consciously changed.

The three performed lightness kung fu all the way, and soon arrived outside the manor. On the way, Yuan Bin notified a stout woman in the Zhuangzi through sound transmission, telling her to tell the middle-aged housekeeper, and be ready to evacuate at any time...

An old tree with green shade like an umbrella, its branches and leaves are intertwined with each other, and the densely packed face cannot be exposed to the sun. It is dark and cold, and it is quiet like a secret room that is not airtight. a cent.

The three of them stood under the old tree, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Purdue Sect.

Meng Zhao has his hands on his back, long hair and shawls. His body is majestic and majestic. He is tall and straight like a pine, and he looks leisurely. A pair of purple-black eyes are shining like two black holes, which are breathtaking. .

Niu Dali and Yuan Bin stood on both sides of Meng Zhao's back, one on the left and one on the right, like two divine generals protecting the Dharma.

They have known each other for a long time, and their friendship is quite sincere, and their tacit understanding is also good. Their eyes convey ideas, and they can communicate with each other at random, which can be described as a miracle.

Don't look at the calmness on the surface of the two, as if they don't care about the upcoming Purdue Sect group, but they really have no idea in their hearts. If Meng Zhao didn't insist on coming, what they want most is to pack their bags and leave quickly .

Of course, the two were not blindly afraid or worried. After all, Meng Zhao had shown a savior-like attitude before, repelling the Purdue sects.

Moreover, whether it is Yuan Bin or Niu Dali, they all know that Meng Zhao's future is boundless, and he will not rashly put himself in a mortal crisis. Since he dares to act like this, he must rely on something, but they don't know what it is yet. That's all.

After waiting for a long time, Meng Zhao walked under the old tree and stroked the vigorous and hard bark and the canopy-shaped branches with his hands. With a blade, he cut off a relatively thick branch from the old tree and took it into his hands.

Niu Dali and Yuan Bin were puzzled, saw Meng Zhao again and pointed at it as a sword, a ray of breath protruded from the fingertips, cut the branch horizontally and vertically, and cut off the branch growing from the edge , and pruned the shape, after a short time, he cut the branch into the shape of a dagger.

Niu Dali couldn't bear it any longer, and asked curiously,

"Brother, what are you doing? Are you still proficient in swordsmanship?
If this is the case, go to Yuan Bin's treasury and find a sword that cuts iron like mud, it will be more useful than this wooden sword. "

No wonder Niu Dali slandered, since Bishui Xiangong and Meng Zhao met, he has never seen the other party use a sword, no, he has never seen the other party use any weapon.

Well, even if Meng Zhao hides deep and has a swordsmanship ultimate move as his hole card, he should choose a sword instead of this kind of wooden sword that breaks easily when he breaks it. He doesn't take his opponent seriously.

Yuan Bin didn't say much. Compared to Niu Dali who thought a lot, he actually had more thoughts and more complicated thoughts, but he didn't show them easily. He just quietly observed how Meng Zhao did it.

Meng Zhao didn't care about Niu Dali's urgency, saying,
"Dali, you have a fierce and bloodthirsty character, you are strong and powerful, you are indeed a first-class hero, but unfortunately you are too impatient, your mind is chaotic at every turn, and it is easy for others to take advantage of you.

Presumably, in addition to the character traits endowed by innate endowments, it is also related to the kung fu you have cultivated. The magic cow's spirit may have gradually affected your mind, but you don't know it yourself, so you should be more vigilant.

Also, no matter what kind of martial arts, no matter how exquisite the martial arts are, they are just means for us to use and cannot be controlled by them.

If you want to make a breakthrough in your skills, you must learn to turn your back on the guest and subdue the spirit of the demon cow instead of being manipulated by it.

In fact, Yuan Bin has more doubts than you at this time, but he is calm, and you should learn a lot from him. "

Meng Zhao just said a few words, and Niu Dali was in a cold sweat. He felt quite enlightened. It was just because of this layer of window paper that he didn't realize it, and it kept blocking his progress. In the future, he might become a famous Martial arts checkpoints such as seeing obstacles.

After being punctured by Meng Zhao, he immediately realized this, so he was very scared.

Without Meng Zhao, he might be dragged down by his own martial arts for quite a long time.

This is not only a drawback of Mo Dao martial arts, but also a defect of himself.

Fortunately, everything can be remedied, just realize what the problem is and improve it.

And Yuan Bin was also overwhelmed by Meng Zhao's ability to see through people's hearts, he calmed down the ups and downs of his mind, and dared not think about it anymore.

At this time, the image of Meng Zhao in his heart became more and more vivid, but also taller and taller, like a god, powerful and invincible, omniscient and omnipotent, which made him dare not have any selfish distractions.

How could there be such a powerful and perfect man in this world?

Yuan Bin even felt that Meng Zhao's change was still rooted in the feathered worm. Maybe there would be more gains after breaking out of the cocoon, but he kept it secret.

Seeing that the two were thinking about each other, Meng Zhao ignored them.

From his fingertips, he forced out a drop of blood essence rising from the purple air, and landed on the tip of the wooden sword.

In an instant, a lavender halo appeared on the surface of the wooden sword moistened by Meng Zhao's blood, and a pattern in the shape of a real dragon faintly appeared on the sword, and a faint dragon chant resounded in the void.

A drop of blood turns into a treasure, and the fortune is mysterious. The wooden sword is blessed with Meng Zhao's purple dragon blood. It is no longer an ordinary thing, at least it is not comparable to ordinary wooden swords.

Then his eyes burst out with divine light, sweeping in all directions, the sky, white clouds, the sun, mountains, vegetation, and gravel, all flashing across his eyes.

At the same time, with one free hand and five fingers, you can do calculations, observe the world, and calculate the direction. It is like a Fengshui master who counts the sky and the earth, and counts all gods and demons.

(End of this chapter)